After lunch, Song Shengsheng was pulled by Wang Jing to sit in the living room to open gifts, which is also her least favorite part of her birthday every year.
She once asked Wang Jing why birthday presents had to be opened in front of guests. Wang Jing said that this would show that she valued every gift she received and would also allow her to know the value of each person's gift, so that she could return the favor later.
In Song Shengsheng's understanding, in other words, she had to act and show that she liked every gift very much, even if many of these gifts were given to her under the pretext of giving her birthday gifts, but were actually given to please Song Qing and Wang Jing, as well as her grandparents and grandparents-in-law. She had to see through it and not say anything.
Such behavior is not uncommon in the circle she lives in. She has even seen Wang Jing and Song Qing do this. After all, there are always people better than you and no one can transcend the mundane world.
After the gift-opening performance ended, Song Shengsheng wanted to find an opportunity to pull Jiang Yiyu out to hide, but before she could get up, Song Ming, who had been surrounded by girls, sent her a distress signal.
Song Shengsheng didn't want to care, but Jiang Yiyu felt sorry for Song Ming and had to drag her into the muddy water. As soon as they went over, Jiang Yiyu became the focus of the girls' attention, and Song Ming was successfully liberated.
Song Shengsheng leaned against the bar, watching Jiang Yiyu chatting and laughing with the girls. She took the highball glass handed to her by Song Ming, shook the glass lightly, and asked Song Ming in a low voice: "Brother, there are so many beautiful girls, don't you really like any of them?"
Song Ming took a sip of wine and shook his head: "I'm not in the mood to think about these things recently."
"When did you turn over a new leaf? Or did you find a goal?"
Song Ming glanced at her and said, "Don't talk nonsense."
He leaned closer to Song Shengsheng, lowered his head and whispered, "Just look at these women. Before your wild dog came over, they were talking to me about Shakespeare, Van Gogh, and Monet. After talking about Qin Shi Huang, they talked about Emperor Wu of Han. They were all very elegant and intellectual. But now, can't they talk about something modern and contemporary that appeals to both the elite and the masses?"
"So in other words, they don't really like you either. They came to our house and spent so much time with you today, purely out of helplessness."
"Who said it wasn't? They're just torturing each other. I don't know what Mom was thinking. Your birthday was turned into a blind date for me. It would have been fine if they arranged a blind date, but at least they could have arranged someone who has some affection for me. This guy, I think they're hypocritical, they think I'm not serious, they're just torturing each other."
"Your description is quite appropriate. But actually, if I'm not pursuing love, marrying you is also a good choice. Think about it, you're rich and pretty, and you don't like going home. There's less to do with your in-laws, and you can also help your own family. After marriage, we can just stay out of each other's way and be happy. It's ideal."
Song Ming looked at her with a strange and shocked look, bumped her shoulder hard, and asked seriously, "Song Shengsheng, tell me honestly, why did you marry Jiang Yiyu?"
"I like it, I love it."
"Then why do you keep hitting him?"
"I didn't hit him. I'm not sick. Why would I hit him?"
"He said you always wanted to drag him to practice boxing and taekwondo, and let him be your target."
"It's fair play, he could have fought back. He didn't fight back himself, and you're blaming me?"
"You're his wife, how can you expect him to fight back? Song Shengsheng, you have nothing to do, so stop bullying others. Jiang Yiyu is kind to you and spoils you because he loves you. Don't take advantage of his affection and act recklessly all day long."
“I don’t have any!”
"You don't have any, why are you in such a hurry?"
"I'm not in a hurry!"
"No rush, you want to shout with me?"
"What did I yell for?" She realized her voice was indeed a bit too loud as she said it. People around them cast curious glances at them. Even Wang Jing, who was sitting in the living room, asked with concern, "Shengsheng, Song Ming, what are you two arguing about?"
Song Ming said: "It's okay, Mom, we're just chatting, it's nothing serious."
"Don't quarrel. You are the older brother, so give in to your younger sister."
Song Ming looked at Song Shengsheng unhappily and said word by word, "I know!"
Jiang Yiyu couldn't help laughing as he watched the brother and sister, who were on edge and unwilling to give in to each other. Unexpectedly, Song Shengsheng and Song Ming turned to look at him in unison and said fiercely, "What are you laughing at? What's so funny?"
After saying that, Song Shengsheng looked up and glared at Song Ming: "Who allowed you to be mean to my husband? I am the only one who can be mean to him."
"Hey, Song Shengsheng, you little heartless thing, tell me yourself, if he wasn't my friend, would you know him? Could he be your husband?"
"Our fate is destined by heaven. We can do just as well without you."
"You're not as good as me, so you're just bragging. Without me, do you know who Jiang Yiyu is?"
“I…you!”
Seeing this, Jiang Yiyu hurriedly walked around the bar and came in front of them, forcibly separating the quarreling brother and sister. He put his arm around Song Shengsheng's shoulders, pulled her into his arms, and patted Song Ming's shoulder: "Alright, alright, both of you take a step back and stop quarreling."
Song Ming snorted, no longer caring about being elegant, and simply tilted his head back to drink the red wine in the goblet.
Song Shengsheng rolled her eyes and turned to go upstairs. Jiang Yiyu wanted to chase her, but he was worried about Song Ming. In the end, Song Ming sighed and waved at him helplessly: "Don't show up in front of me, go find your princess."
Jiang Yiyu patted his shoulder again, then hurriedly trotted upstairs.
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